The browns that stand tall and still,
The greens that flourish whatever it sees,
The hues that blossom coloured and scented,
Should someday shed biding adieu?

Mortals epic loud and big,
“Every beginning has an end”.
My heart always tangles,
Should my beginning has to end?

Whatever I see, whatever I touch,
Whatever I feel, whatever I love,
Can’t they live for me forever……
Should a call precede an unknown love?

Can’t I stand apart from this wheel of life?
Should I kneel upon the final strife?
In this world, you know not next…..
Then why to go when never to come?

All my beginnings have to end……
All my loves have to shed……
All my life got to bend……
Only then should my soul be satiated?

I want all I see to stare,
I want all my love to live,
I want all my life to begin,
On the end of this mortal world.

But a thing still echoes……,
“Every beginning has an end”.
So join the ends of your life’s thread,
For a circle that has no end………